-People who don't park their car correctly, and now because of them, I can't fit inside the (probably) last potential parking spot in the lot.

-People who parks their cars intentionally over 3 parking spots just because they have a nice car. But there's only one problem: Nobody cares.

-When people come up to my store's door, after we've clearly closed the store, shut the gates and locked the doors, they continue to try to open the door and/or convince us sales associates that they "just need a controller." (I work at GameStop)

-People who say, "Oh, I love [Insert Band Here]!!!!!" When really, they only know one song by them, and it happens to be their most popular (and most overplayed and overrated) song.

-People who are musically deficient, even in the simplest ways. Especially when they can't snap their fingers to the beat of a song correctly. I just want to punch them.

4thQtrGlory wrote:If we got all that, i would hang a browns flag from my boner for 2 weeks straight...

Here is what grinds my gears... when there is not activity on this board for 45 minutes before you posted this. Its a friday, dont tell me people are actually doing work. I need distractions and this is the place I turn to

I can't stand the self-important tool boxes who won't get off the cell phone as the plane is taking off and then reach for the thing the second the wheels touch down. We know you're important dude. Talk louder too so the people in the back get the message.

Here are three things that make me irate in my daily commute of taking the train in chicago and then walking a few blocks.

1. Bluetooth asshole, you already discussed it. You look like a douche, everyone doesnt need to know how big of one you in fact are

2. People that dont walk in straight lines. How effin' hard is it. Since I dont weigh 300 lbs and consider myself fairly nimble I dont want to take 3 attempts to pass you on the side walk because your fatass stumbles to work

3. and worse of all things. People who have rolling briefcases. If you are too lazy and/or fat to carry one, dont run over my feet or get pissed when I kick it because you take more than your fair share of a crowded sidewalk.

+1, until I see the President, the Pope, or Bill Gates with one hanging out of their heads I won't even entertain the idea of using one. One of the goofiest inventions of our time.

Also... people driving slow in the passing lane on the interstate, and people who like to pull out in front of you on the highway only to turn into the next street, which they could have just as easily walked to.

In addition, people on their phones while in any sort of checkout line. I'm not nor ever was a cashier of any sorts, but I would refuse to check someone out until they got off the phone. Have some respect.

2. People that dont walk in straight lines. How effin' hard is it. Since I dont weigh 300 lbs and consider myself fairly nimble I dont want to take 3 attempts to pass you on the side walk because your fatass stumbles to work

on top of that, families of 4+ that walk side by side and take up one whole side of the mall and I can't get around them because they're admiring the Christmas decorations at a snails pace

people in the check out line of the grocery store who decide "I didn't want that type of dressing" and go running off to get their ideal selection leaving you and the cashier waiting

People who will follow you as you go out to your car so they can get "your spot". I like to get to my car, put the bags in the trunk, and then go back into the mall. It's fun watching their windows steam up as they cuss me out.

People who park so close to my driver side door that it's impossible for Olive Oil herself to squeeze in. In days past my revenge for that was a note saying "thanks for parking so close a**hole" and a nice layer of WD-40 sprayed on the windshield.

Galley Boys are slop on top of a so-so burger and a bun you coulde get from a Covneninet food mart generic pack. They the Antoine Joubert of burgers; soft, sloppy, oozing grease and cheap sauce and extremely overrated by a biased fan base. Proof that if you throw enough cheap sauce shit on a burger you still can't overcome the lame burger. -JB

Larvell Blanks wrote:People who will follow you as you go out to your car so they can get "your spot". I like to get to my car, put the bags in the trunk, and then go back into the mall. It's fun watching their windows steam up as they cuss me out.

Best thing to do if you have the time and are feeling prank-ish simultaneously is to bait a car into following you. Start walking down the parking aisle, pick any car, any car of your choice, stand in front of the door and fiddle around with your keys for a good, long 15 seconds (works best if you have alot of keys on your chain). After that 15 seconds of you fiddling with your keys and of them waiting for you, sit up, mouth a cuss word to yourself, and act like you just went up to the wrong car.

4thQtrGlory wrote:If we got all that, i would hang a browns flag from my boner for 2 weeks straight...

Ziner wrote:3. and worse of all things. People who have rolling briefcases. If you are too lazy and/or fat to carry one, dont run over my feet or get pissed when I kick it because you take more than your fair share of a crowded sidewalk.

On a similar note, I really despise the remote control golf bag on wheels. Carry your fucking bag or get a cart.

Also, people who bitch about other people's play in poker. I'm not usually involved in these arguments, but I can't stand listening to the bitcher.

There is nothing worse in poker than the guy who says, "Dude I raised 3x the pot pre-flop and you called me with pocket 3's? Dude that's terrible, you're a fucking terrible player. You're going to lose all your chips. You should of known to put me on pocket 10s with that raise."

the guy who in the past claims to have always dated HOT strippers, even though he looks like Marty Feldman in Young Frankenstein and has the personality of a dish rag

Galley Boys are slop on top of a so-so burger and a bun you coulde get from a Covneninet food mart generic pack. They the Antoine Joubert of burgers; soft, sloppy, oozing grease and cheap sauce and extremely overrated by a biased fan base. Proof that if you throw enough cheap sauce shit on a burger you still can't overcome the lame burger. -JB

Ok, guess it's my turn to "chime in".
My pet peeve is when I'm in line in the grocery store with my purchases and I'm behind the "welfare mama" who is paying for her PRIME cuts of meat, and top of the line foods with her food stamps and here I am, budgeting my money to just be able to afford groceries period. . .

I love you guys. There's not one of those I disagree with, especially the ones about those fucking moronic customers who set stuff on the belt then continue shopping, or yak on their phone in the checkout line, then look at you like YOU'RE the rude one when you try to talk to the casher (or customer, if you're a cashier) louder so they can hear you over the idiot yelling into his phone.

The other thing that pisses me off is when people start yelling at cashiers like it's their fault the loaf of bread they got costs $2. If I'm standing behind one of them in line, I'll bitch them out since the cashier can't do it w/o getting fired.

Apex777 wrote:Ok, guess it's my turn to "chime in". My pet peeve is when I'm in line in the grocery store with my purchases and I'm behind the "welfare mama" who is paying for her PRIME cuts of meat, and top of the line foods with her food stamps and here I am, budgeting my money to just be able to afford groceries period. . .

Or the ones with those WIC checks, where you have to get exactly what it says on the paper or it won't go through. Of course, they never get the right things, and they end up wasting everyone's time going back to look for things, dragging their 8 screaming kids along with them. Close your legs once in awhile, and that won't happen.

I was once behind a woman at the grocery store who put baby food back in order to be able to pay for cigarettes.

-People who drive with their turn signal on.
-Dudes on motorcycles so loud that it shakes the house.
-slobs
-Fake Air Jordan's (This REALLY bothers me the most.)
Take your pick, they all bother the hell out of me.

2. People that dont walk in straight lines. How effin' hard is it. Since I dont weigh 300 lbs and consider myself fairly nimble I dont want to take 3 attempts to pass you on the side walk because your fatass stumbles to work

on top of that, families of 4+ that walk side by side and take up one whole side of the mall and I can't get around them because they're admiring the Christmas decorations at a snails pace

My version of this that I can't stand, and something I ran into a lot at the Q during the playoffs when there were a ton of people all over the concourse was the group of people that decided it would be great to stop in the middle of everything and have a conversation so everyone has to walk around them.

People who will follow you as you go out to your car so they can get "your spot". I like to get to my car, put the bags in the trunk, and then go back into the mall. It's fun watching their windows steam up as they cuss me out.

I would get this a lot at college. My apartment was close to the business school buildings where most of my classes were and I had to walk across a parking lot to get there. This lot rarely had any open spots and whenever I would walk back to my apartment after a class had ended I would cut through the lot. I let the poor souls follow me until I reached the end of the lot...and walked down the hill to the sidewalk. Seriously, all the time they spent trolling for a parking spot was about the same as it would have been for them to park slightly farther away and walk a little more.

The groceries have been rung up and bagged. Then, the lady realizes that she has to pay $48.23. (perhaps her groceries aren't normally paid for) She plows into her purse and pulls out an envelope, and takes out two twenties. Envelope goes back into the purse, and out comes a wallet. From the wallet, she pulls a five and three singles. Wallet returns to purse. The search reveals a coin purse, from which the lady pulls a dime two nickels, and three pennies. She hands the payment to the cashier and calmly says, "Wait a minute, I've found my coupons."

In four lane traffic, when you come to an intersection where one lane goes straight and one lane turns right OR goes straight.

You have to turn right. There is only one car in front of you, who is in the left lane. The light is red. He switches to the right line and you get stuck sitting behind him instead of taking advantage of "right on red."

This happened to me today. It may be too obscure to be a problem for anyone else, haha.

Maybe if you wouldn't stay go 50 in the passing lane on the interstate, I wouldn't have to.

Agreed that is understandable, I'm talking about people that simply almost instinctively look to pass on the right. Not only is it dangerous but totally against the law. They were enforcing on one local interstate in NEO last summer.

Criminals in this town used to believe in things...honor, respect."I heard your dog is sick, so bought you this shovel"

Dicks that always gotta tell you how much they are makin' or how smart their portfolio is and then tip out some barmaid $2 who slaved away on their $25 tab.

Getting out of work early to enjoy a traffic jam because some shithead was on the cell phone and t-boned someone else. (Play's real big here in Pensacola, where there are not many detours due to bridges over water.)

Fat chicks who have "baby girl" or " precious" tattooed on there expansive lower back...add in fat chicks with thongs on.

Hot chicks who's plates say "Brat" or something to that effect.

Close talkers and talkers that demand your undivided attention and drone on over some freakin minutiae that you don't give a crap about.

Patronizing speech patterns.

These sayings,
1. Been there done that.
2. Tell me how you really feel.

6'5" shooting guards who have career years, sign a huge contract, then proceed to get hurt constantly, jack up ill-advised jumpers when they're career 40% shooters, and become mortified of slashing to the basket.

CarolinaTribe wrote:In four lane traffic, when you come to an intersection where one lane goes straight and one lane turns right OR goes straight.

You have to turn right. There is only one car in front of you, who is in the left lane. The light is red. He switches to the right line and you get stuck sitting behind him instead of taking advantage of "right on red."

This happened to me today. It may be too obscure to be a problem for anyone else, haha.

No, I get this, too.

Sometimes I find myself being that person "grinding your gears." At which point, I slightly whisper... "Sorry." Which I really am. Stupid move on my part.

4thQtrGlory wrote:If we got all that, i would hang a browns flag from my boner for 2 weeks straight...

CarolinaTribe wrote:In four lane traffic, when you come to an intersection where one lane goes straight and one lane turns right OR goes straight.

You have to turn right. There is only one car in front of you, who is in the left lane. The light is red. He switches to the right line and you get stuck sitting behind him instead of taking advantage of "right on red."

This happened to me today. It may be too obscure to be a problem for anyone else, haha.

No, I get this, too.

Sometimes I find myself being that person "grinding your gears." At which point, I slightly whisper... "Sorry." Which I really am. Stupid move on my part.

Haha. I definitely find myself accidentally doing it also...and my reaction is the same. Maybe for my next post, I should list "hypocritical people" as something that really grinds my gears.

Incompetent and/or old people who ABSOLUTELY INSIST on using the self-checkout lanes at retail stores. You know them, you've seen them.

They wander over to the self-checkout line because they don't want to wait on the cashiers, stare at the thing aimlessly for 3 minutes, keep getting machine errors, call for help 3 times, blame the technology, force a store employee to come over and basically scan everything in for them (thus defeating the self- portion of the self-checkout) and then make a half-dozen, awkward attempts to scan in their debit card in the scanner, and then finally get pissed and walk away from their stuff, all loaded into bags?

I loathe those people.

Also the people who stand in checkout lines and haggle over alleged price differences... "This bag of Doritos scanned at $2.25 but I know I saw in the ad somewhere or in an aisle somewhere that they were actually 2 for $4 and I wouldn't have thrown in 10 bags of Doritos if I have to spend $20 instead of $22.50 for them."

And I can't forget about the people who use the Ohio Turnpike and either A) don't have any cash on them to pay the toll or B) search in their car for 5 minutes for change.

CP wrote:Also the people who stand in checkout lines and haggle over alleged price differences... "This bag of Doritos scanned at $2.25 but I know I saw in the ad somewhere or in an aisle somewhere that they were actually 2 for $4 and I wouldn't have thrown in 10 bags of Doritos if I have to spend $20 instead of $22.50 for them."

Or when you order a pizza with somebody that costs $11.00, but they refuse to pay you $6 because technically they owe you is $5.50. Tools.

And I can't forget about the people who use the Ohio Turnpike and either A) don't have any cash on them to pay the toll or B) search in their car for 5 minutes for change.

OMG. People who don't have cash/coins on them when they go on the turnpike should be burned at the stake. It's obvious you'll be needing it. So make sure you bring it. You morons.

And the people who take 5 minutes to find change should be burned at the stake... slower. How about this... the amount of time it takes you to find $.70 is the amount of time you burn. Sounds fair.

4thQtrGlory wrote:If we got all that, i would hang a browns flag from my boner for 2 weeks straight...

That co-worker who always tags along when a bunch of people go out after work for a couple drinks, ALWAYS manages to sneak in a beer or two when people are buying rounds, and then ducks out the door when it becomes apparent that it's his turn to buy...

Or the guy who buys a round of Bud Lights on his tab during happy hour when they are $2 each but then when you order 10 minutes after happy hour ends, he orders a $7 import brew. Then doesn't really like it and bails with half of it sitting in the bottle on the table...

Or the guy in your group who is the "self-professed music snob" and seemingly has one goal for the evening: act like he is some great evaluator of music by one-upping everyone's "I really like the new _____ CD" with either something obvious like "Yeah, but it's no Who's Next" or names off some indie CD that he knows he's the only person who bought the CD where no one can call him out on it actually sucking...

Or the guy in the bar who goes to the jukebox when there is a good flow going (be it classic rock, 90s alternative rock, whatever), puts in $5 and selects a playlist full of self-loathing, introspective music like James Taylor and John Mayer (though this may be more related to my hatred of both of them - someone needs to beat James Taylor with his guitar so he can write a song about how sad he is that someone beat him with his guitar).

People who put small dogs outside on leashes or chains early in the morning and then leave them out there yapping incessantly with a high-pitched bark.

While this is George Carlin's, I have to agree that people who make quote marks in the air with their fingers need to have their arms amputated.

I also agree with FUDU that people blowing off fireworks that piss off my dog two weeks after a holiday are infuriating.

Flickering light bulbs that work perfectly at times and then go in and out. You don't want to change it because it works, but you also don't want to deal with the flickering.

Hearing catchy songs on the radio or something that sounds familiar but the nimrod at the switchboard plays some shitty commercial or the next song, which usually sucks, instead of giving you an artist and a title.

Affirmative action.

People calling for slavery reparations to descendants of slaves for something that happened 150 YEARS AGO.

Red Sox nation.

A God Damn dead man would understand that if a minor league bus in any city took a real sharp right turn, a Zack McCalister would likely fall out. - Lead Pipe

Ditto on that one, and anyone who has multiple popped collars should have one member of their family put to death for each popped collar.

what do you mean?

Galley Boys are slop on top of a so-so burger and a bun you coulde get from a Covneninet food mart generic pack. They the Antoine Joubert of burgers; soft, sloppy, oozing grease and cheap sauce and extremely overrated by a biased fan base. Proof that if you throw enough cheap sauce shit on a burger you still can't overcome the lame burger. -JB

Ditto on that one, and anyone who has multiple popped collars should have one member of their family put to death for each popped collar.

what do you mean?

Very nice picture, a classic example of the douches of today. I swear to everything that is holy, that if my kid did that, I would disown him but not before he changed his name as not to taint the family name.

Hahahahaha! FOUR popped collars? I've never ever seen that. I've seen 2 at most.

We should try to amend the constitution giving some of us people the right to dragon kick every single man who pops their collar. One dragon kick per collar. The man in the photo gets four in a row. Whammy.

4thQtrGlory wrote:If we got all that, i would hang a browns flag from my boner for 2 weeks straight...

"At least the Scots didn't have to tune in with the rest of the country and watch their women get plowed by Longshanks and his men."~Commodore Perry on the difference between baseball's flawed economics : Indians :: prima nocta : Scots

People who refer to themselves as (insert age) "70 years young". Get with the picture and accept the fact that you are old.

Employees at grocery stores or places like Target, Wal-Mart, etc. who bag things poorly. For example, a bag from Target contains tampons, a bag of frozen chicken strips, and Lysol in a spray can. Or, at the grocery store, like items not bagged together. Glass jars in four separate bags, some with loaves of bread.

People who park their cars on the street too close to stop signs.

Ghetto teenagers who wear jorts that look like baggy capri pants.

A God Damn dead man would understand that if a minor league bus in any city took a real sharp right turn, a Zack McCalister would likely fall out. - Lead Pipe

People who "sag" their pants and people who get neck tats or 30 facial piercings and blame society for their crappy job.

"At least the Scots didn't have to tune in with the rest of the country and watch their women get plowed by Longshanks and his men."~Commodore Perry on the difference between baseball's flawed economics : Indians :: prima nocta : Scots

E.g., I am playing a video game and someone else in the room wants to use the television, and instead of asking me if they can use the TV, they sit in the corner and go "ugggggh" or sigh under their breath until I quit.